Restaurant Reviews by Pat Fish

Rehoboth Beach's "Big Fish Grill"

2011-03-01T15:26:00.000-08:00

A restaurant review, third one for Rehoboth Beach's Big Fish Grill. This time they wouldn't let us sit where we wanted. Why?

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Big Fish Grill-Still Serving Seafood to the Masses In Rehoboth

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Goodness this is my third review of this restaurant, one as far back as 2005 and in the one in 2009 I vowed to never go to this eatery again.

So here it is 2011 and I am writing about this fabulous seafood restaurant in Rehoboth Beach Delaware that must be doing something right in that there is always a line of patrons waiting at the door.

On this night after Valentine’s day there was no such line and it is, of course, the mid of winter down Rehoboth shores way.

Which lineless situation caused a bit of grief the night husband and I went to the The Big Fish Grill in that there was not only no line, there were plenty of seats. Instead of offering us, Valentine lovebirds that we were with the good sense to arrive plenty early, a nice private, cozy booth, an empty booth was completely bypassed and husband and I were escorted to a table. Understand here that even a table would have been okay except it was a table that was not sitting by itself, but was part of a “banquet” table kind of set up, with tables side by side, chairs to the front with a banquette seat shared by a bunch of folks, likely strangers, on the other side. There was no one sitting at the table to the side of where the hostess took us but it was empty and during our meal a pair of strangers could arrive, making our meal uncomfortable at best for the proximity to those who could hear our conversation and survey our meals.

Like I said, the place was full of empty booths. Now many of these booths were huge affairs, capable of seating six, possibly more people. When I requested that we not be seated at this table with its uncomfortable configuration, I specifically asked for a smaller booth, they had quite a few open, and explained that I did not want to take up their big booths with just husband and I.

I thought it a reasonable request. I know I would not have enjoyed my meal with worry that at any second another couple would be seated adjacent to us, thereby ceasing all casual conversation, causing me, at any rate, not sure about husband’s feelings, to want to get out of there. We only go out to eat once every six months or so, we’d come early, there were plenty of booths open, why couldn’t we get comfortable? And, proof of my two earlier reviews of this restaurant, we were semi-regular customers so pleasing us would seem prudent.

You know what the hostess told us when we asked to be moved to a booth?

No.

That’s right. She wasn’t mean or anything. She just looked around, mumbled something about no booths being clean and ready for seating, and pointed to the table where we would, evidently have to sit, like it or not.

To all restaurants on the planet….this is just totally unacceptable. There was no good reason to deny us a booth, the place was half empty….and know that I did get a bit uppity about it. I said I was a Blogger and I would be sure to write about this in my review. I was getting ready to say never mind we’d leave but I held my tongue as husband, for Valentine’s Day request, specifically asked to go here for his want of a nice big fried flounder, made as well at The Big Fish Grill as most anywhere else.

Another person at the front desk saw there was some discussion going on and came back to intercede. We explained the problem and she said it was no problem at all, just let them clear a booth.

Which was done, we were seated, and I wonder why the first hostess couldn’t have done the same thing?

After that we did get most excellent service, as you might imagine. They knew I was a Blogger doing a review, something I don’t like to tell. I’m thinking maybe me taking pictures of the food might also have been a clue.

I had fried oysters, something I thought quite appropriate to purchase in a seafood restaurant dead in the middle of February. Husband had the fried flounder, a big crusty thing, and he ate it all.

One of the big surprises of the night, besides the good seafood as would be expected, was the side dishes. On the night we were there, offered was a most delightful side dish you don’t see very often…sugar snap peas! Also, a side of mushrooms for husband, that was really for me. The mushrooms were good, along with Big Fish Grill’s smashed red taters…a very good meal indeed.

Another surprise was the little appetizer served free of charge. On every other visit we got this little platter of sorts but I always thought it was tarter sauce or some such. Turned out it was a small container of, well I guess it was tuna fish, at least that’s what it tasted like. I suspect that there’s plenty of fish leftover in the kitchen and the fish is shredded and seasoned to a quite tasty salad type of thing. This was a delightful surprise.

After the meal, another hostess came to our table and gave us a coupon good for $11.00 off on our next visit to Big Fish Grill if we used it before the end of March.

Like I said, we only go out to eat once every six months so we’ll probably not use it. She told us it’s something they give to “special” customers-I’m thinking “special” customers like Bloggers doing a review or folks treated strangely over seating arrangements. Just throwing it out there.

Still I accept that management regretted the confusion over seating and I accepted the gift graciously.

My final word of advice, go to Rehoboth Beach Delaware’s Big Fish Grill in the winter months, get there early, and insist on a booth.

The food is, as always, excellent. They just needed to tweak their customer relation skills a bit.
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”Irish Eyes”-A Restaurant Featuring Comfort Meals That Might Kill You

2010-04-04T14:27:00.000-07:00

Seriously. An Irish restaurant. We've got three of them down around our parts in Southern Delaware.

Here's a review of "Irish Eyes", a culinary adventure into cholesterol and prepared food that would have New York Mayor Nanny Bloomberg shutting the place down and arresting the cooks for attempted murder.

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”Irish Eyes”-A Restaurant Featuring Comfort Meals That Might Kill You

Let me sum it up by stating that if southern Delaware’s infamous “Irish Eyes” restaurant was in New York Mayor Bloomberg would shut it down toot de sweet and have the owners thrown in jail for attempted murder.

New York, along with Nanny Bloomberg, is on a mission to make all New Yorkers healthy, already prohibiting foods fried in trans-fat and on a mission to cut salt usage drastically.

On a recent visit to Irish Eyes restaurant located in Lewes, Delaware I ordered a concoction that would have Bloomberg beating up the cook bejeesus with a billy club.

Irish Eyes, Lewes Delaware restaurant, web site.

Which is not to say that I didn’t quite enjoy the meal but go with me here, as one with a heart-bypass and a penchant for racking up high cholesterol, I could only indulge in this sort of dinner maybe once, twice a year, tops.

I began the meal with a fine appetizer, heart-approved, of something called “almost famous” cucumber bruschetta.

The treat consisted of about six pieces of Melba type toast drizzled with balsamic vinegar. The “bruschetta” contained tiny, perfect squares of feta cheese and fresh cucumber.

Bruschetta is a dish one normally associates with tomatoes, perhaps onions, some celery, chopped up finely. It is a sort of watery salsa usually scooped up with a piece of dried toast type bread or large crackers. The only problem I had with this Irish Eyes “almost famous” bruschetta is those perfectly square pieces of feta cheese. Good feta cheese is crumbly. You get those exactly square pieces of the stuff and you’ve got a very processed sort of feta cheese, not the very earthly tasting cheese made from goat’s milk. Like American cheese can be processed and formed into perfect blocks and manipulated to become the stuff of velveeta, so can feta cheese. Indeed, this feta cheese was certainly edible but it was lacking. If Irish Eyes would use real feta cheese maybe this bruschetta dish would finally become famous. The fresh cucumbers, however, and the Melba toast with the balsamic vinegar were perfect. This appetizer had the zesty feel of a summer garden.

For my entrée I chose a dish called “Seafood Shepherd’s Pie”.

I’d debated long before the anticipated visit whether to get that very Irish meal of corned beef and cabbage. Since I am very Irish in ancestry, I love corned beef and some kind of pork, cooked in a big pot along with plenty of potatoes, of course. But I balked. First, I like my cabbage boiled to nothing-hood, not that I’m proud of this. Restaurants of this day tend to barely boil vegetables, serving them in the trendy “crisp-tender” final product. I say phooey on that. If I want a salad, I’ll ask for a salad, darn it.

Thus I did not want to order what I’d hope would be a big plate of mushy cabbage with potatoe pieces to the side and a couple of healthy slices of corned beef and instead get a wedge of “crisp tender” cabbage and some chewy potatoes.

But Shepherd’s Pie? How could you go wrong with this?

Shepherd’s pie is another English/Irish dish, consisting of at a minimum a combination of mashed potatoes over some sort of protein in gravy. Beyond that shepherd’s pie is a cook’s creation and could include the addition of various vegetables with meat ranging from stew beef to ground beef.

The Irish Eyes concoction added a layer of melted cheese over the mashed potatoes and hey, that sounded fine to me.

The dish also included shrimp, big hunks of scallops and some lobster meat in a creamy gravy that contained fresh tomatoes, zuchinni, carrots and celery. I dislike zuchinni and yes it came “crisp-tender” so I pulled all this out. The cheese layer over the mashed potatoes, folks it was a bit over the top and I could not have finished that big plate of melted goo on a dare. But it was very good, yes it was. Took me two days to eat it at home and this was for the best in that my cholesterol rose just looking at this dish.

Husband had fish and chips. The fish looked to be fried just perfect though I didn’t take a bite. I already had more than I could handle with that shepherd’s pie.

I ordered an appetizer of wings in sesame-honey sauce to go plus I had a Margarita. Our bills for the meal, the two appetizers, one drink and two entrees was $60.00 which included a nice tip. Service was excellent by the way. Those wings were delicious after a quick heat in the microwave the following day.

Yes I’d go to Irish Eyes again but I’d have to limit such eating adventures to once a year. I’m not sure about husband as this sort of fare is definitely not the sort of stuff he enjoys. We only went this one time because…well it’s a long story.
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OutBACK-Review...the Blooming Onion Is the Best

2010-03-05T15:15:00.000-08:00

Here’s a review of the Outback Steak House and sure, it’s a chain thing, it’s not considered even close to gourmet, it’s like the Walmart of steak houses.

But folks you can’t beat that Bloomin’ Onion in even the swankiest of steak joints. A review of a recent eating experience at Outback tells it all.

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Outback, the True Story of This Walmart of Steak Joints

Husband made the choice of restaurant for the night and he chose Outback Steak House.

Not that he didn’t have a plethora of eatery choices, goodness, what with us living in a resort area and plenty of steak houses all about.

The choice was fine with me as a)like I say, it was HIS choice and what sort of bad sport would I be to complain about his birthday desire? And b)hey, I like Outback, at least I did on the few prior occasions that had me as a patron of the steak chain.

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Seems to me one can get a right decent steak item, a potato of some sort, perhaps a salad and a roll, at Outback, and for a reasonable price.

Outback has taken the same route as so many restaurants today, which is to charge for a side salad and many side orders. The times are tough, so the saying goes, and by making those items that were once normally part of the dinner a la carte, the restaurant can pull in more cash without actually raising the price of the meals.

It’s a bit of a scam is what I’m saying here but I’ll allow that an argument can be made that there was waste in giving to salads to non-salad folks and a basket of rolls often went to waste.

In many of the meals offered on the Outback menu, a side potato of some sort was included in the price of the dinner and all meals came with a small loaf type thing of warm whole wheat bread. It was good bread as most warm breads are but I prefer the white stuff, yeah, all that gluten, filled with warm sweet-smelling yeast.

Most steak houses offer battered fried onions in some form and fashion. Husband is a big fan of these things although he’ll run screaming from any meal I’d dare serve him at home containing any sort of onion stuff.

We’ve had huge fried onion ring things, onion loaf devices, round things that pretended to have onions within but were mostly fried breadcrumbs. Nothing compares to Outback’s “Blooming Onion”, nothing, not anywhere, not anyhow.

Outback sure has a winner with this menu entrée. All tables around me held a platter of this Blooming Onion thing, shared by the patrons around the table, all dipping and talking and enjoying this splendid appetizer. The dip served with the Blooming Onion is as good as the appetizer itself.

A Blooming onion is an onion cut with some sort of geometrically even device that creates a round onion flower, all the onion “petals” easy to pull from the main onion body. The thing presents quite nicely. The entire onion bloom is dipped into some sort of batter and fried; fried very nicely in fact.

The Blooming Onion won’t make your arteries any softer but it’s not dripping with grease. There’s a pleasant crunchiness to the onion petals and the grease does not overwhelm or distract from the mild onion taste.

One of the biggest surprises of our meal was something called “Walkabout Soup”. Another pleasant surprise, a cup of the stuff was included in my husband’s dinner. Since this is a man who hates to eat with a soup spoon, he told me to order what I wanted as he would eschew the soup.

I don’t know why it’s called “Walkabout Soup” but this is allegedly an Austrailian restaurant chain and those Aussies tend to have cute nicknames for everything. It’s really a “soup du jour” and that evening it was a splendid Cream of Potato Soup.

The soup was delicious in fact, a real surprise. The soup’s cream base was only slightly thickened, not the library paste so many restaurants like to add vegetables to and call soup. There were some green onions sprinkled within, some perfectly cooked potato cubes and it had a pleasant mild spicy taste to it.

Husband had, what else, a New York strip steak. I had a special dinner, one of many featured on the Outback menu.

These specials usually include two main items, smaller portions of each to be sure. Mine was a few slices of something called “tenderloin steak” served alongside a small platter of stuffed shrimp, costing $15.99.

I found the shrimp to be overwhelmed with, well it wasn’t butter, in the true sense of the word. It was that stuff restaurants serve with fish that looks like, and almost tastes like, butter. The shrimp were good, however, nice and tender, a good size. If they’d stop serving them swimming in that oily stuff they’d be a real hit.

The “tenderloin” that came with my meal was, again, not real beef. Like the meat didn’t real come from the hind-quarters of the cow. This tenderloin was some sort of meat that is somehow “re-processed”…somehow ground up and re-formed to look like a slice of a real loin of a cow.

It tasted okay, really, but I wasn’t fooled.

Husband’s steak was real, however. He pronounced it a bit “chewy”, a description he gives to many food items since he had all his top teeth pulled and replaced with dentures. Not that his dentures don’t work fine but hey, they’re not real teeth I must suppose.

I had a bit of that NY strip and thought it was of the right amount of “chewiness”, this was real teeth though my teeth aren’t top notch either.

I had one drink at the Outback, what with husband driving and myself seldom indulging in any sort of alcohol type of drink. Wow. The drinks at the Outback like to kill.

I had to search the entire menu to find one under eight bucks and this was some sort of specialty drink that cost $4.99. It was a good drink and I’d buy it again. But I can afford one. The Outback Steak House is not the place to enjoy a leisurely meal preceeded by a few fine drinks to make us mellow.

Our bill, with a generous tip, came to $69.00. While this isn’t cheap by any means, I’d challenge the meal, drink, warm bread, good meat, fabulous blooming onion and soup, is as good as that purchased at a more expensive steak joint.

Go for a nice meal and, if for no other reason, that Blooming Onion.

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Delaware Eatery Features "Pretzel Salad"? Chicken Fried Steak to Die For at Georgia House

2009-10-06T07:52:00.001-07:00

"Get the pretzel salad," my choir member told me after recommending Georgia House for a good but inexpensive dinner out.

I did have the pretzel salad. Also a huge chicken fried steak while husband had blackened catfish with a zesty cajun bite.

The cost of this meal, with plenty of leftovers for future meals and dog, was as big a surprise as the pretzel salad.

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Georgia House…Big Meals, Small Prices

Husband I had originally planned to go to the more famous local pub “Irish Eyes” when an annual visit by his mother was being planned.

“Irish Eyes” seemed like the perfect restaurant locale for our cherished annual meal out, especially that restaurant located on the world famous docks of Lewes harbor.

I called to inquire if a reservation would be needed. Seems they had a fire at Irish Eyes, odd in that the whole damn restaurant had burned to the ground a few years ago. This was a restaurant in serious need of plentiful fire extinguishers.

“Georgia House” a member of my choir exclaimed to my query as to a nice restaurant for mother-in-law visit, a restaurant not necessarily part and parcel of Rehoboth’s tourist scene but one with local color and charm.

Georgia House features something called “pretzel salad” and you don’t get much more charming than that.

The summer season was over in this beachside section of Delaware. As such, reservations are not needed at local eateries, even on a Saturday night. Not so at Georgia House, a charming place located roadside smack in the middle of Milford Delaware, nowhere near the Rehoboth Beach scene.

But there was a line for a table at Georgia House at that admittedly prime time Saturday night hour that husband, myself and mother-in-law arriving for a happening local meal.

We only had about a 20 minute wait and Georgia House had several nice areas to wait for a table.

This is no place to seek a romantic candle-lit quiet dinner with a special lover. Georgia House, like its southern name would suggest, is a restaurant featuring cholesterol-laden fried dishes famed as originating in America’s more southern locales.

This fact required that I get, of course, the chicken fried steak with a side order or redskinned mashed potatoes and, of course again, some pretzel salad.

Mother-in-law too got the chicken fried steak while husband got some fried catfish.

The steak was crisp and BIG, very tender, tasty, smothered with the famous cream gravy this dish requires. Georgia House does offer smaller portion entrees and husband said that the next time we eat there (and we WILL go again) he will get the smaller portions.

Yes the portions are big but I’m a believer in wrapping up uneaten restaurant meals to take home for later meal or hey, we have a dog that quite enjoys day-old chicken fried steak.

Mother-in-laws side dishes of green beans and cole slaw were well-prepared. The cole slaw at the Georgia House is very creamy and a bit addictive from the very first bite. The green beans were long, fresh and crisp-tender, seasoned with a sprinkle of sesame seeds and a perfect side dish to make the diner feel righteous as the pretty beans sit along side that great big fried steak.

Husband felt his catfish was spicy and intriguing. I had some of it later in the form of a lunch a few days later from the “doggy” bag and I thought it was delicious. I’m not a big fan of catfish ordinarily but I’d urge anyone to try that entrée at the Georgia House for a whole new taste sensation. It’s seasoned in a Cajun style and yes, it’s got some zip to it.

Now about this pretzel salad…well I had to order it.

The concoction featured a cream cheese type of base with pretzels spread over this with a layer of jello, of all things, over the top.

Well I just don’t know about this sort of thing with chicken fried steak of Cajun seasoned catfish. Seems to me this is a real nice dessert type of item. However I did eat the entire serving of pretzel salad along with my steak and redskinned mashed taters and, well, it was good. Different, but good.

Georgia House also serves a bangup southern type of sweetened iced tea and the menu was long, varied and intriguing. Rolls are served with the meal, homemade things, warm, yeasty and perfect for the meal’s bread serving.

The prices at Georgia House are as amazing as the pretzel salad. That huge chicken fried steak came in at around $17.00. This includes the big steak, two side orders, those nice warm rolls. Dinner for three cost us around $65.00 that night, which includes tip, drinks but we passed on dessert. I took home plenty of leftovers, enough for two lunches for me later in the week and one treat for the hungry hound.

I consider Georgia House a great find for husband and myself, having been living in the area for over five years now and a bit jaded of the offerings alongside the Route 1 strip.

We’ll definitely be visiting Georgia House again and I understand the restaurant has two other locations, one that serves lunch only right up the street from us!

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Restaurant review-Lewes' Version of Bethany Blues Gets Thumbs Down for Its Smell?

2009-09-06T17:30:00.000-07:00

Lewes Delaware's Bethany Blues restaurant gets lots of pluses like its Bethany Beach parent. But the eatery loses because…why no baked potatoes?

And what's so weird about its smell?

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Bethany Blues-Lewes

Husband and I had visited the coast of lower Delaware’s most famous rib joint, Bethany Blues, a few years ago. Bethany Blues, named after its original home town base, Bethany Beach, moved up to Rehoboth, closer to our home here in Serendipity Shore in the swamps of Delaware.

Bethany Blues is a rib joint and as such I give it an overall grade maybe a C+, possibly a B-.

It’s not that their ribs are bad. Bethany Blues does serve both baby
Back ribs, husband’s personal favorite as well as “St. Louis pork ribs”, the larger ribs that I ordered and found very tasty.

There’s something a bit too sterile, too clean, too ordinary about Bethany Blues, especially the one here in Rehoboth. First, the place has NO smell at all. A rib place that doesn’t smell like ribs? I find it odd and I wonder where the hell the ribs are cooked.

Because as husband pointed out, they also do not serve baked potatoes. The restaurant does serve cornbread with a meal but I’m betting this cornbread wasn’t made in house. It wasn’t warm at all and was way too sweet. A decent cornbread should have a bit of a gritty texture to it from the cornmeal and really shouldn’t taste like cake.

The French fries served with the meal were fine as French fries go.

I had an interesting little side dish known as Sesame Ginger Slaw, essentially cabbage with a bit of shredded ginger doused with a sesame flavored dressing. While it was different, frankly I’d lean toward a more traditional slaw. The baked beans side dish weren’t so much either, okay but not filled with meat as promised.

I got an appetizer, six bucks, that blew my mind. It was billed as a tray of “meat sticks” with cheese cubes and it was so small as to be almost laughable.

The meat sticks were just beef jerky type affairs. They had a good taste but the entire appetizer looked chintzy although six bucks for the thing was probably a fair price. The cheese was very good I must add. If I owned a restaurant I’d be too embarrassed to serve that appetizer. No matter how fair the price, if it looks cheap and chintzy it’s just bad business.

The ribs, in both cases, were very good. Husband grouched that the baby pork ribs could have been meatier but hey, he ordered, and ATE, an entire rack. The St. Louis ribs were very meaty and very good. They were by no means spicy but I liked them and would give them a solid B+…maybe an A-.

Bethany Blues is not the best rib restaurant I’ve ever dined at and I’m very suspect about how food is prepared at that joint. One should be able to smell a rib restaurant a mile away. You can’t smell ribs cooking even while INSIDE of Bethany Blues.

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Review-The Prime Rib

2009-01-12T08:59:00.000-08:00

“The Prime Rib” …a fine Baltimore restaurant

The Prime Rib is located in the most innocuous of places, the “basement” of a Baltimore apartment building. Still, the restaurant has been consistently voted one of Baltimore’s best restaurants. And rightfully so.

For a sizzling total of 30 years service with his employer, husband was gifted with a gift certificate to his favorite restaurant. He chose The Prime Rib. The gift certificate was for $50.00. It was not nearly enough. Husband ended up paying an additional $100 beyond the gift certificate.

So conclude that a visit to this esteemed eatery will not be, ahem, cheap. Still, it’s not the sort of place one visits on a weekly basis. For there is no better prime rib on the planet. Not that I’ve been to all of the prime rib joints in the world but there’s no need.

I began my meal with a bowl of Lobster Bisque. Wow. They must whip the cream that is the basis of this absolutely delicious soup. I’m a fan of cream-based soups and have yet to create such a heavenly concoction as this. While there wasn’t oodles of lobster within, every single bite contained that delicious taste of the sea.

For an entrée I chose, of course, the prime rib. Husband chose a well-aged steak which the restaurant handily butterflied and prepared well-done to his specifications.

What can I say about a slab of meat fully over a pound in weight, well-marbled and prepared perfectly medium rare? Then again, I just said it, didn’t I? The flavor of the meat is deep and throaty, with the fat adding to its tenderness. My pup did quite enjoy chewing on the bone later and for a moment must have thought he died and went to dog heaven.

Everything is a la carte in this restaurant, so tack on another fifteen bucks for soup or potato beyond the whopping $32.00 cost for the prime rib entrée. I chose a side of au gratin potatoes and cannot recall having a dish so cheesy and in harmony with its potato accompaniment.

Husband had two drinks while I had one cocktail before dinner with a great cup of coffee and a side of kahlua at meal’s end. So the $150 price tag does include the entrees, drinks and side orders.

If ever in Baltimore way, do yourself a favor and visit our premiere restaurant.

Make sure your credit card is not maxed out first.

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Below a short snippet about Joan's recent vacation in West Virginia. Where she is doing researching her next book.
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The Greenbrier River, Pocahontas County, West Virginia. North and south views from the bridge on Sitlington Road, in Sitlington/Dunmore.

Here we rented a cottage for the week. Sitting outside, listening to the water rushing and rippling over stones in the Greenbrier on a 50 degree night in July was heaven to this girl from Maryland, where the average July night brings only mosquitoes on its soggy 80 degree air. Don't get me wrong, I love Maryland... just not so much these sticky summer nights. Come on October.

After a cool rain, we traveled along Back Mountain Road, Pocahontas County, looking for my great-grandparents graveyard.

This winding road traverses one of the most naturally beautiful little valleys I've ever seen. Never did find the cemetery...

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Catching Up on TV Reality
”I Want to Be a Hilton”
Ever since Latricia was eliminated I’ve lost interest in this reality series.

As I understand the show is now down to the final two although my picture shows three finalists.

I did watch the most recent show when the contestants were charged with hyping up a nightclub event.

It was a silly effort and it’s a silly show.
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The Law Firm
I was intrigued by this show despite its rather dry subject matter.

Roy Black is the host of this show. The same Roy Black who represented Rush Limbaugh and William Kennedy Smith.

There are 12 practicing lawyers competing for a $250,000 prize.

The contest revolves around real court cases that the contenders actually try in a court of law.

This is a show hyped as the antidote to hatred of attorneys in this country. It’s doing very poorly in the ratings.

From what I watched, I can understand.

First, The Wise I could do a better job than these alleged “practicing attorneys”.

This past week two cases were tried. One involved a man who designed and displayed a poster portraying his friend as a terrorist. The poster described his friend’s locale to generally be around a coffee machine.

The other case involved a web site designer who did work for a dominatrix. The dominatrix wanted the web site designer files.

In the first case, one of the “lawyers” actually asked the victim of the terrorist hoax if he owned a knife. The questioning along this line made no sense. Later, Anika I believe her name was, justified this questioning as an attempt to prove that while her client was a little “dangerous”, he wasn’t as dangerous as a terrorist.

Whatever.

It made no sense to me and it made no sense to Roy Black either.

What was more interesting in this case was the judge’s ruling. The poster was obviously a joke as one does not normally find terrorists hanging around a coffee machine. The judge, however, declared he was offended by the poster and awarded damages BEYOND what was asked.

We need a reality show for judges.

The defendant was at worst guilty of bad taste.

As for the dominatrix case, this judge ruled wisely that there was absolutely nothing in writing between the web site designer and the dominatrix. Thus whatever was happening would continue to happen.

One contender actually cussed the judge’s decision. In front of the judge!

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“Hell’s Kitchen”

The chef from hell has chosen the winner and it was Michael. The other finalist was Ralph.

The winner of this reality series was supposed to win an actual restaurant.

In a twist, Chef Ramsey offered Michael the chance to go overseas with him and study under him. This rather than accept the restaurant.

I must wonder if this was all a setup.

Because Michael, for whatever bizarre reason, took Ramsey up on the offer.

Who would willing choose to spend more than five minutes with this nasty man?

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Restaurant Review-Crabby Dicks

2009-01-12T08:58:00.002-08:00

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Crabby Dicks-Crabs and Dirty Promos
When the name of your eating establishment is already a double entendre, it might make sense to use this fact for promotional purposes.

Crabby Dicks is a Rehoboth Beach eatery right here in mine own Delaware. In gathering information for this review, to my surprise I discovered that this eatery is sort of a mini-chain extending from Florida, to my birth city of Baltimore, now on to Delaware. After over 50 years of living in Baltimore I did not discover this tongue-in-cheek seafood place until I moved to Delaware.

The restaurant is on the biggest and most notorious highway here in the Delmarva peninsula. Which, specifically, is Route 1, or Coastal Highway. In Baltimore the establishment is tucked away in a little corner in that city’s Fells Point area.

How could anyone not notice Crabby Dicks as it sits proud and unashamed near the Rehoboth Beach resort? Beginning with that little matter of its highway sign. Oh my, there are many very unpleasant publicity over the sign that continues on via radio diatribes and mine own husband’s constant complaints.

Well yeah, Crabby Dicks’ sign is, well, it’s a little dirty. Again, look at the name of the establishment. This too can be construed two ways.

“Get Your Big Crabby Balls Here”. “Balls of Meat to Die For”. “Crabs in Balls? We Got Them Here”.

Okay, so I made up the above billboard slogans. But they are the sorts of marquee texts one routinely finds on Delaware’s Crabby Dicks’ roadside business sign.

Heh.

The Delaware talk radio circuit sometimes spends endless time on the subject of Crabby Dicks’ roadside marquee, only giving the restaurant more business as The Wise I sees it.

But what about the food?

Thought you’d never ask.

Although, first, the ambience.

Again, tongue-in-cheek. Sure to bring a smile. For eating crabs is a cheerful, messy, yea even dirty, activity.

As one enters the restaurant, there are all sorts of crab icons plastered all over the walls. Huge dolls sit upon wooden rocking chairs with blackboards proclaiming the day’s special. There is a smart bar with sports shows always on.

I can’t imagine going to Crabby Dicks for anything but crabs. Although they do serve other entrees, including an extensive “senior menu” serving smaller portions.

Granddaughter Kaitlyn does enjoy crabs being from Merryland and everything. This even though she’s not quite two years old, she learned early on that summer subsistence in the world into which she was born depends on eating crab meat and plenty of it.

Kaitlyn also enjoys a French fry or two on occasion. At Crabby Dicks she got both and had a grand time. A small bucket of crayons was also provided and myself, Kaitlyn’s Mom and Kaitlyn got busy drawing pictures on the butcher block paper required for proper crab eating.

The best things about crabs at Crabby Dicks would be, tada, the price!

Before venturing out that early Fall day, I did some phoning around at local crab eateries. For trash bottom feeders of the Chesapeake Bay, crabs sure are expensive critters.

At Crabby Dicks we got a dozen for $38.00, “mixed”. Mixed is a pretty darn good way to sell the things. So many of the crabberies try to sort the colossal, jumbo, massive, etc, etc, until one would think there was no such thing as a small crab, only many BIG crabs all described with deceiving words.

We were also allowed to purchase ½ a dozen crabs and for this I was glad. A dozen and a half would be fine for our group of three and a half.

Daughter and I both purchased a bowl of cream of crab soup because in late summer, one simply cannot have enough crabs. I also had a salad.

The soup was, well I’d rate it “average” to “slightly above average”. The salad was crisp and a fine accompaniment to the spicy crabs. Kaitlyn and her Dad split an order of French fries.

Then the crabs came and it was every man for his or herself. Except Kaitlyn who still cannot peel her own crab. Although soon enough this will change as folks are too busy peeling their own crabs and if an older and more deft Kaitlyn should ever want some of the steaming backfin meat she better learn the art of peeling crabs soon.

Of course the crabs were perfectly seasoned with kosher salt and Old Bay spice. And HOT! These puppies came to the table steaming. As it should be.

Forget the double-entendre sign, I say. Crabs by their very name invite such coy euphemisms. And almost every seafood place in the world serves something called “crab balls”, usually small portions of crab meat, breaded and fried.

Come on, it’s an invitation for such double-entendre!

My husband, normally no prude, should get over his aversion to Crabby Dicks’ roadside signs.

The man is from Indiana. What does he know about crabs?

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As A Public Service

Since, silly us, we believe marriage should be between a man and a woman.

Heh.

Sure, the homosexual lobby will pound those of us with such silly notions as being politically incorrect, even homophobes.

Here’s the scoop folks: When given the privacy and freedom of a voting booth, Americans overwhelmingly oppose legalizing marriage to include two men. This is not the same as a Civil union. This is MARRIAGE.

Can’t they let us have at least this?

Note the yellow highlighted text.

Texas, do us right, get out and show the country we mean business.

If the liberal courts would let us, say, VOTE on the matter.

Vote FOR Proposition 2

Defend Marriage and Biological Normality in Texas

Early voting begins October 24th, Election on Nov. 8th

Dear Texas Friends,

Vote FOR Proposition 2 and defend Marriage and Biological Normality in Texas and the USA. Tell, call and email every single person you know in Texas and ask them to vote FOR Proposition 2. Proposition 2 is the Texas Defense of Marriage Amendment. Proposition 2 is absolutely necessary in Texas because judicial activists and homosexual lobbying groups nationwide are using the court system to shove so-called “gay” marriage down the throats of Americans.

Early voting is October 24 – November 4

Election Day is Tuesday, November 8th

1) The most important thing you can do is contact the church you attend and ask them to tell your congregation to Vote FOR Proposition 2, both by putting it in the church bulletin and by preaching on this from the pulpit. Because Proposition 2 is not a Republican/ Democrat issue, it is totally LEGAL for churches to campaign FOR Proposition 2. The churches MUST understand how important Proposition 2 is and that it is legal for churches to campaign for Prop. 2 because it is an issue, not a political race. After you tell your church, please tell all the other churches in your neighborhood to campaign FOR Proposition 2.

2) Call and email ALL of your friends in Texas and tell them to Vote FOR Proposition 2, the Texas Defense of Marriage Act, when early voting begins October 24th. The whole state of Texas will be voting FOR Proposition 2 and we need to make sure they do.

3) If you live in Austin and want to volunteer by passing out flyers, holding up Proposition 2 signs or campaigning at the voting locations on Tuesday, November 8th, call Robert Morrow at (512) 306-1510. My email address is Morrow321@aol.com.

4) The churches are the most important part of our campaign. It is extremely important to tell everyone that Marriage is about One man and One woman raising CHILDREN. This is something that homosexuals do not do. Homosexuals raise goldfish, cats and dogs, not the NEXT GENERATION OF PEOPLE.

Tell all of your friends to contact their own churches and get them to campaign for Proposition 2 every Sunday until Election Day on November 8th. Election Day campaigning both at the polls and by calling people is going to be very important because 65% of the vote in constitutional amendment elections occurs on Election Day, November 8th. We must get out the vote (GOTV) on election day!

5) Go to these web sites to learn more how to campaign FOR Proposition 2:

http://www.texansformarriage.org/ This is the official Proposition 2 web site

http://www.txmarriage.com/ Another good web site.

http://www.freemarket.org/portal/index.php? - You can get voter guides here to pass out to friends and neighbors.

http://calltovictory.com/wiki/Main_Page - Austin, TX Legacy PAC homepage. They will give you walk lists and phone numbers to call if you call them. Also, contact Daniel McDonald at 512-835-8325.

Vote FOR Proposition 2 which says:

"The constitutional amendment providing that marriage in this state consists only of the union of one man and one woman and prohibiting this state or a political subdivision of this state from creating or recognizing any legal status identical or similar to marriage."

The homosexual lobby groups know that they can never win this at the ballot boxes so they are using liberal activist judges to “make up law” and legalize so-called “gay” marriage with unconstitutional court rulings. Their means to achieve this silly and harmful end are extremely anti-democratic.

Vote for Proposition 2 and Defend Marriage!

To Volunteer FOR Proposition 2, call Robert Morrow at 306-1510 or email me at Morrow321@aol.com.

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You Named It What?

Part 2 next week.

Just for laughs.

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More Miscellany posts HERE

Review-TGIF

2009-01-12T08:58:00.001-08:00

Blogcritics Feature Stories of the Week

How Search Engines Rank Pages

Raul Vergara

Every smart search engine optimizer starts his or her career by looking at web pages with the eye of a search engine spider. Once the optimizer is able to do that, he or she is halfway to mastering the task.

Food for Thought: The Organic Truth

Natalie Davis
Lots of folks, hoping to enjoy the benefits of higher-quality, higher-nutrition foods, make the choice to go organic. More than 60 percent of Americans - nearly twice the number in 2004 - purchased organic food products last year, and organic foods are among the fastest-growing segments of the food industry.

Take Cover, My iPod's on Shuffle!

Dave Nalle

Inspired by a series of articles by Sadi Ranson-Polizotti, a healthy dose of ego and the realization that imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, it occurred to me to share my thoughts about some of the fun and eclectic music on my iPod.

”TGIF”…Eating at the Chain

If I may say so myself, it was a smashing idea of mine own for husband and I to go out to dinner for Valentine’s Day in this year of our Lord 2006. Of course, it was to be a treat from my husband to me even though it was, heh, my idea. The genius of the idea, besides husband footing the bill, was we decided to go the day after Valentine’s Day to avoid the crowds.

Even at that I was surprised how crowded this bistro type of eatery was. This in the dead of winter in a summer resort area known as Delaware’s Rehoboth Beach.

Crowds don’t necessarily equal good food but go with me on this, in the dead of winter in an area frequented by tourists three seasons of the year, when one chances upon a restaurant with a bit of crowd in the off-season, the customers are likely locals. Locals who would, we assume, know the best restaurants of the area that remains open in the winter.

Yes, “TGIF” is a chain restaurant so there’s likely nothing terribly unique in this resort location for the chain. In fact, I checked the restaurant’s web site and determined that my own dining experience fits the corporate model.

The food at “TGIF”, which is an acronym for the famous saying “Thank God It’s Friday”, a phrase meant to express the exasperation of a work week finally ended, was bistro food with a flair. The intimation in the chain’s name is that this is the place to go for fun and a happening drink, a fine way to begin the cherished weekend.

Since husband and I were but an old married couple, this allure was not the reason for our visit. I did note that the restaurant had a happening bar area complete with the required 75 televisions that pepper such haunts. Were I a young and single chick I might drop in such is the ambience. Hey, a specialty drink after a long work week, some mindless bar chat, a few glances at the big TV screens, yeah, that’s the ticket.

But it was time to get down to the first order of business. Which was, as might be expected, the ordering of the food.

“TGIF” has a 3 course menu deal that I find intriguing. Of course it’s competition causing this new fad in bistro type of eateries as I’ve seen commercials for “Appleby’s” advertising the same thing.

I chose just such a 3 course deal and was pleasantly surprised. For $12.95 one could purchase an appetizer, a main course and a dessert. The 3 course deal does have restrictions. In fact there’s a separate menu for these deals so don’t expect to peruse the entire menu and choose any three such items desired. The selections for the 3 course deal are plentiful and how could you go wrong with such a stomach filling meal for thirteen bucks?

For an appetizer I chose something called “Zen Chicken Pot Stickers”. “TGIF’s” web site describes this appetizer as follows:
ZEN CHICKEN POT STICKERS
Fire-grilled dumplings stuffed with minced chicken and vegetables. Sprinkled with pico de gallo and served with a sweet & tangy Szechwan dipping sauce.

Now I’m not sure what that “pico de gallo” is but the appetizer was tasty and plentiful. As described, these pot stickers are “dumplings”, i.e. a dough stuffed with something, in this case, chicken and vegetables. The pot stickers are first boiled then quickly fried over the fire pit, giving them a nice grill mark and adding a bit of bite to the dough. The filling was full and the dipping sauce was terrific. The appetizer consisted of six of these pot stickers and the dish would make a great meal in itself, perhaps with a salad.

Since I knew in advance that we would be eating out, I did not eat a big lunch in anticipation but even with that I was unable to finish this 3 course deal.

Next up, for my entrée, I chose the “Pulled Pork Sandwich”. The menu stipulated it was a Jack Daniel’s pulled pork sandwich. Which means, I suppose, that that famous whiskey is used somehow in the sauce for the sandwich.

Everything at “TGIF” seems to be flavored with this whiskey and I must wonder why. Although I personally have no problem with the liquor and if my pulled pork sandwich was any clue, the booze does add a nice mellow taste.

My entrée is described as follows:
JACK DANIEL'S® PULLED PORK SANDWICH
Smoked pulled pork tossed with our signature barbecue sauce and basted with sweet-smoky Jack Daniel's® sauce. Topped with grilled red onion and served Friday's Fries and an extra side of sauce for dipping.

I ate half of this sandwich and since I knew I would be getting dessert I asked to have the other half of the sandwich wrapped for take home. I ate the other half the following day. If I were to grade this sandwich, at least in relation to other pulled pork sandwiches I’ve enjoyed, I’d give it a B+. A good grade to be sure. The sandwich would have received an A if only it had a bigger “kick” in terms of spiciness. As it was, the sandwich was packed with tender pork lightly covered with that Jack Daniels sauce.

Husband is, I’m not making this up, the pickiest eater in the universe. He considers pizza one of the four food groups and frankly, over the years, the poor man has gotten so used to my own cooking that he seldom enjoys eating out. Which is not to say that I cook so well that no restaurant can match me. It’s more that I’ve learned how he likes his food cooked and between yon reader and me, no self-respecting restaurant would cook anything like I do for husband to be consumed by the general public.

Which is why husband proclaimed the cheeseburger and chicken wings of his order to be “not so good”. I simply do not know why the man bothers. I regularly make both of these items at home and as for the chicken wings I’ll lay the truth right here, I’ve yet to taste any better than mine own handsomely prepared wings. The chicken wings at “TGIF” were spicy with a sauce that looked to consist mostly of liquefied cayenne pepper. If the wings were fried, as they should be, there was no crispiness of the skin. I suspect “TGIF” bakes the wings then covers them with a cayenne-spiked sauce.

As for the cheeseburger, I thought it was terrific. The meat was a huge chunk of tender beef with, even though husband said “well done”, a slightly pink inside. Of course husband didn’t like it because how that man likes a cheeseburger is beyond description. Suffice it to say that his pronouncement that the cheeseburger was not as good as mine was greeted with a smile of the compliment. Take it from me, “TGIF” makes a great cheeseburger. For people of normal taste that is.

For the final choice of my 3 course meal deal, I chose a slice of cheesecake. My preferred of choice of cheesecake is one of New York style, a not too sweet concoction unadorned by the riff-raff of cherries and other such ungodly toppings. As might be expected, the “TGIF” cheesecake was nothing like this. The so-called cheesecake was some sort of sweet thing filled with peanut butter and crispy stuff. I took a few bites of the dessert. The sweetness went fine after the spiciness of the pot stickers and mellow taste of the Jack Daniels flavored pulled pork. Beyond that this dessert was strictly mass-produced schlock deserving of no greater grade than a “C”.

Yes, I’d go to “TGIF” again. The place has an extensive menu and every eater should find something that is filling and pleasing to the palate.
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Test Your Brain Then Smile at the Money

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More pics of week HERE

Dinner With the Girlfriend’s Parents

A girl asks her boyfriend to come over Friday night and have dinner with her parents. Since this is such a big event, the girl announces to her boyfriend that after dinner, she would like to go out and make love for the first time.

Well, the boy is ecstatic, but he has never had sex before, so he takes a trip to the pharmacist to get some condoms. The pharmacist helps the boy for about an hour. He tells the boy everything there is to know about condoms and sex.

At the register, the pharmacist asks the boy how many condoms he'd like to buy, a 3-pack, 10-pack, or family pack. The boy insists on the family pack because he thinks he will be rather busy, it being his first time and all.

That night, the boy shows up at the girl's parents house and meets his girlfriend at the door. "Oh, I'm so excited for you to meet my parents, come on in!"

The boy goes inside and is taken to the dinner table where the girl's parents are seated. The boy quickly offers to say grace and bows his head.

A minute passes, and the boy is still deep in prayer, with his head down.

10 minutes pass, and still no movement from the boy.

Finally, after 20 minutes with his head down, the girlfriend leans over and whispers to the boyfriend, "I had no idea you were this religious."

The boy turns, and whispers back, "I had no idea your father was a pharmacist."

Jury Duty

"Jury Duty"Mrs. Hunter was called to serve for jury duty, but asked to be excused because she didn't believe in capital punishment and didn't want her personal thoughts to prevent the trial from running its proper course. But the public defender liked her thoughtfulness and quiet calm, and tried to convince her that she was appropriate to serve on the jury.
"Madam," he explained, "this is not a murder trial! It's a simple civil lawsuit. A wife is bringing this case against her husband because he gambled away the $12,000 he had promised to use to remodel the kitchen for her birthday."
"Well, okay," agreed Mrs. Hunter, "I'll serve. I guess I could be wrong about capital punishment after all."

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More Fish Giggles HERE

Big Fish Grill

2009-01-12T08:56:00.000-08:00

We re-visited Delaware's Big Fish Grill and while the food's still good, there's one major problem with this eatery that will keep us away from now on.

And a look into those local Delaware races, including son of Senator Joe Biden's bid for Attorney General against the Thomas Capano prosecutor.

Beau Biden has NEVER prosecuted a criminal case; his main qualification for the office would seem is being the son of a loud-mouthed Senator.

And you'll never guess who's endorsing Beau Biden.

Pic of the Day

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Delaware’s Big Fish Grill-A Re-visit and A Vow to NOT Re-visit again

This is a second review of this Rehoboth Beach, Delaware famous eatery. Original review HERE

Although I’m not sure that “famous” is the correct adjective here in that I certainly never heard of this eatery before moving to the swamps of Delaware. Yet go there on a Saturday night, and this AFTER Labor Day, and you’ll have an hour and a half wait, easily. Somebody’s obviously heard of this place.

It was time for a mother-in-law visit and as I stated in the first review in the link above, she does adore the Merryland crab cakes made from lump backfin crab meat and broiled to perfection.

But is it worth the hour and a half wait?

As a group, husband, myself and mother-in-law, we decided it was not.

Which is not to say there isn’t fine food offered at the Big Fish Grill, including fresh fish perfectly prepared. The restaurant also has a busy carry-out section and if looking for fresh seafood to prepare for dinner, one can’t go wrong here.

On this most recent visit I had two “whale” sized soft crabs and as a native Merrylander (not that I’m necessarily proud of this fact) I consider soft crabs God’s gift to the weary earth.

Soft crabs are, however, a tricky thing to make but I was confident Big Fish Grill would do a good job. And they did.

Those soft crabs were huge and fried to crispy perfection. My mother-in-law was amazed that people even eat such things. Just for effect, I pulled off the claws of the soft crab one by one and munched on each joyfully as if potato chips.

Soft crabs are usually blue crabs caught during the act of molting off their old shell and right before a newer, harder shell replaces it. The crab is cleaned of what Merrylanders call “the devil”, really the crab’s lungs, and the eyeballs are removed for aesthetic purposes. Although I’d eat the eyeballs, no problem. Beyond that, the soft crab is then simply dipped in seasoned flour and fried quickly to a precise crispness. That’s all there is to it. The entire soft crab is served, complete with legs and the now crispy outside shell. The legs, if eaten correctly, are removed one by one and eaten right on down. The body of the soft crab can then be cut with a knife or torn apart by hand and again, sent down to a happy stomach.

The soft crabs were indeed “whale” sized and I could only eat one that night of the visit. The other made a delicious lunch later in the week.

Husband had a barbecued shrimp appetizer and a fried flounder for his dinner. Mother-in-law had her signature crab cakes and it’s a treat she’s come to enjoy on her annual visits.

Big Fish Grill serves above-average side dishes with their seafood offerings. Their mashed potatoes rates an A+. I had a side of stewed tomatoes, a side dish not offered nearly often enough. All entrees usually include the Grill’s cole slaw, a good side with large shreds of regular and red cabbage, lightly dressed.

Husband’s barbecued shrimp appeared to really be barbecued in that black grill marks on the skewered shrimp indicated they’d actually been cooked on some sort of grill affair. The flounder was perfectly prepared as would be expected from this restaurant’s specialty.

Beyond the very good food, and make no mistake Big Fish Grill does their seafood job well, there’s no way that long wait is worth it. At some point a diner has to decide and these diners decided that the wait is simply too long. We have lives out here in la-la land and whiling away hours waiting to eat is a waste of a busy life. And no, we didn’t get to the front of the line in honor of our name…FISH. Heh.

In addition, the Big Fish Grill is so crowded and noisy that we couldn’t talk to each other without strain as we enjoyed our meal.

Nope. Just not worth the bother. Perhaps a weeknight visit or in the dead of winter, maybe. Unfortunately mother-in-law visits revolve around a weekend. She specifically arrives after Labor Day in the resort area just to avoid the crowds.

Next year we intend to avoid the crowds at the Big Fish Grill. Too bad. They really do serve excellent seafood.

Big Fish Grill web site.

Below some selections from the Big Fish Grill’s menu:

Seafood Offerings

FRESH ½ LB PEEL & EAT SHRIMP “SERVED COLD” W/ COCKTAIL & OLD BAY

FRESH BAKED MUSSELS W/ GORGONZOLA & LIGHT LOBSTER SAUCE

FRESH FIELD GREENS W/MANDARIN ORANGES, PINE NUTS, GORGONZOLA, & HONEY DIJON

FRESH SMOKED SALMON NAPOLEON W/ FRIED WONTONS, WASABI & HAWAIIAN BBQ GLAZE

FRESH HAND ROLLED SHRIMP&VEGETABLE SPRING ROLLS W/HAWAIIAN DIPPING SAUCE

FRESH PRIME 14OZ VEAL CHOP OVER MASHERS W/ GORGONZOLA & PORT WINE DEMI

Appetizers
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Chopped Salad
Romaine, carrots, tomatoes, corn and cucumbers tossed in our buttermilk garlic dressing

Caesar Salad
Homemade recipe using pasteurized eggs

Grilled Charcoal Shrimp
Served with melted butter

Fried Grouper Fingers
Served with homemade tartar sauce

House Smoked Fish Dip
available for take out

Homemade Garlic Bread
Soup of the Day

Other
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Big Sirloin
A 10oz. sirloin over mashed potatoes, mushroom gravy and your choice of one sides

Big Chops
Twin center-cut chops served over mashed potatoes, homemade gravy and baked spiced apples

Steak and Shrimp
A petite filet and our grilled charcoal shrimp

Big Shrimp
Twelve large shrimp sprinkled with our famous char-seasoning served over saffron rice

Big Chicken
A juicy 10oz breast served over mashed potatoes

Mom's Meatloaf
Served with mashed potatoes and gravy

Big Chicken Sandwich
Grilled 10oz. breast topped with cheddar and bacon served with fries and a pickle

Fried Grouper Sandwich
Hand-Breaded "Farm Raised" Grouper filets served with fries and tartar sauce

J.D. Shuckers-a Rehoboth Beach Delaware Seafood Restaurant Review

2008-12-15T08:37:00.000-08:00

A review of a local Delaware eatery that has a warning about its food on the menu! But the food was terrific with oysters to die for. Here, a review of Rehoboth Beach's J.D. Shuckers.

Pic of the Day

J. D. Shuckers, Seafood and Brain Infections

So okay, the fact that my husband has recently been through a medical odyssey for a very rare brain infection causes me to wonder about the following quote from the menu of this Rehoboth Beach seafood eatery.

"Eating raw seafood may or may not increase your risk of food borne illness"

Intriguingly, it was about mid-September that husband, myself and mother-in-law, visited this restaurant and enjoyed what was, by my estimation, a very good seafood meal. That is with that weird menu warning notwithstanding, of course.

It was about two weeks later that husband came down with a brain infection that has him still, as of this writing in mid-December 2008, hospitalized after a horrific recovery.

But of course I am paranoid as let me say right here and now that Shuckers' food in no way contributed to husband's brain infection. His brain infection started with a bout of pneumonia and unless infected fried shrimp somehow got inhaled into the man's lungs, there can be no connection.

Still, I must wonder why the warning? Does Delaware law require such a thing? Why would a business being smartly run even VOLUNTEER such dire information? If such a warning is required by some sort of law, why? I've eaten in lots of places serving raw oysters and never seen such a warning.

Be that as it may, below the contact information for this restaurant.

11 Peddlers Village
Lewes, DE 19958
Phone: 302-945-8850

Frankly I would give the meal we had at J.D. Shuckers an overall grade of an A-, at worst a B+. I'd deduct more points should I find out that the warning about raw seafood being so prominently posted was a volunteer thing as this speaks of running a business on a level as dumb as General Motors.

Husband had fried shrimp for an entrée. This is one of the few seafood type of foods husband will eat. I've tried making "fried" shrimp at home via some sort of frozen concoction that "fries" in the oven. Husband does not like this type of preparation. He will almost always opt for fried shrimp when we eat out and if done right, husband quite enjoys a platter of crisp, non-greasy, big, fresh shrimp served hot and perfectly fried. Husband declared Shuckers' fried shrimp to be a winner so right there J.D. Shuckers shines like few restaurants have.

Now we must discuss Shuckers' fried oysters. As indicated above, Shuckers does have raw oysters and hey, I eat them from time to time. Husband and mother-in-law are sensible born Midwesterners and I thought the sight of me swallowing raw oysters might insult that same Midwesterner sensibility.

Fried oysters, I thought. Breaded properly and fried perfectly, there is no greater seafood on earth save steamed crabs.

In fact, mother-in-law, a transplanted New Englander, also chose fried oysters so hey, there is hope for the planet.

J.D. Shuckers' fried oysters get an A+ for their perfectly fried oysters and yes, frying oysters correctly is an art form.

Oysters tend to get breading all wet and doughy. Thus they must be breaded and immediately dropped into rolling oil else the result will be a mushy pile of breading with an oyster buried somewhere in the goop.

Shuckers evidently has plenty of practice frying their wonderful oysters as the breading was crisp, fresh and a perfect coating to the plump and juicy oyster nestled within.

The entrees were accompanied with red-skinned potatoes with a slight but obvious garlicky flavor, an absolutely perfect side for Shuckers' seafood.

Now let's talk about that loaded lettuce wedge salad that left me thinking I'd died and went to salad heaven.

They call it a "loaded wedge" at J.D. Shuckers. Which it is, both true as to being loaded and it is, intriguingly, a real wedge of iceberg lettuce.

True to the menu hype, it comes with tomato, cucumbers, and radish matchsticks, all topped with real bacon crumbles and excellent blue cheese dressing.

Iceberg lettuce is a tricky salad ingredient. First it will wilt and brown should it be cut with anything made of metal. Many eateries still use serrated knives to cut iceberg lettuce and in due course the lettuce bin is filled with browning, appetite-killing lettuce. Second, iceberg lettuce has a tendency to be bitter. Finally, iceberg lettuce should be served, you got it, COLD. Hence the name, you think?

J.D. Shuckers had it all right and I will right now declare that this fine salad is the absolute best I've ever had, IN MY LIFE!

Along with those garlicky roasted potatoes, this salad provides perfect accompaniment to those wonderful fried oysters.

The atmosphere at Shuckers is more pub than fine dining. The bill is more along the lines of pub than fine dining as well.

The food, by this ersatz restaurant critic, is fine seafood dining all the way.
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A Medical Odyssey to a Quadruple Heart Bypass
A Brain Infection?

Restaurant-Revisit to Rehoboth's Jake's Seafood; Guest Goes to See the Phantom

2008-07-09T17:04:00.000-07:00

Time to get gussied up and go out to celebrate.

Guest writer Michelle regales us with tales of opera phantoms and I give a follow up review on a restaurant I reviewed a couple of years ago.

Well it was a gift from me to my husband and husband, well he likes to stick with the tried and true.

Thus Rehoboth Beach's "Jake's Seafood" gets a repeat visit by my wise reviewing self.

Some things were better. Some things got worse.

No bread with dinner?

Quote of the Day

Phantom Night

It's been almost a week, and it feels like longer. Phantom of the Opera night was all I'd dreamed it would be, and more, thanks to our chauffeur. For Justin was truly a chauffeur and not just a driver. He helped make the night very special.

Only two things weren't perfect and if I had to do it over again, I'd change them: somehow we lost some time (even though we started the process 10 minutes early) and ended up at the restaurant until 6:55. That made our time at the event grounds less than optimal (7:30 show). The other thing was that I was turned around and sent all my people in row U the wrong direction (9 of the 12 people were in U41 through U49 instead of our usual row). Harry says they had to squeeze by 75 people to reach their seats. Ack!

So, back to last Sunday.

The limousine showed up about fifteen minutes early (Harry said he expected it, while I was dreading that it wouldn't show up at all). Denise was already at the house (she, too, was early, arriving just before 4pm after I'd told Harry of course she wouldn't be that early). We debated a bit about whether to wait for the 4:40pm time I'd told the first stop (Suzanne) or not, but then Harry and Denise talked me into just going for it. We could always wait at one of the houses if necessary.

We were shepherded into the H2 limo by Justin, our driver. He opened the door, and held out his hand for a boost if necessary, without being intrusive or pushy. The limo was beautiful, well-appointed and clean, with running lights of shifting colors in several places. Lines of color framed the small side rails (think headboard, were this a bed), two wide strips occupied either long side of the ceiling and "stars" were sprinkled between them. All these lights shifted from red to blue to purple and back to red, running through the spectrum. The

effect was magnificent. (On the way back, Danny asked for the regular lights to be out so just the colored lights were left on and we finished up our trip to those cycling lights. Beautiful.)

We went to Suzanne's and Justin went up to her door. I hadn't expected him to play escort, but I found it charming and it made me feel like we were special. Suzanne shooed Justin back to the limo so she could move Riley (her big dog) without putting Justin's clothing (a very smart black tux with a white shirt, I believe) at risk. Then she came to the limo and Justin held the door for her.

Next stop was Debra's, where Justin again escorted from the front door to the limo. We soon lost Harry, as he engaged in a lively conversation with Justin most of the trip. Someone got a picture of him leaning into the cab of the H2 from the back (the way he spent most of the drive time) and I hope it came out well and I get a copy.

Then Debbie's, where she was already escorted by two young boys. Nephews, I think, who just wanted to see the limo and scampered away when Justin went out to meet Debbie.

Then Nellie's, and then to Doug and Ejae's (where Justin just stood by the limo since their front yard is very short and Ejae was already escorted by Doug). Then to the ranch, for Danny and Carol, where Danny came and got Doug and both disappeared back into the house for what seemed forever (lost some time here, as I'd given each house about five minutes). Christen had done Carol's hair and it looked very nice.

On to my mom's. A flood of little kids at the corner of her street screamed and ran after the limo as we passed. We'd gotten turned heads along the way, but that was the best exclamation of "How special!" I heard. At my mom's, Justin escorted her to the limo and then she didn't recognize Carol.

Next stop was food, and Harry turned around to tell us that Justin had asked his dispatcher if it was a typo. All these people, dressed up and chauffeured and where do they go? To a buffet.

At the restaurant we must have lost the rest of the time because I think we got there when we were supposed to, roughly. I don't wear a watch and didn't think to check.

At the event center, we had little time but we went up to the member's lounge and had coffee, lemonade or water (tip: don't have the lemonade) and browsed the program a bit. Normally we hit the restroom and head for our seats at about the time we made it to the lounge, so it was a bit disjointed and rushed up there. Instead of escorting to the door as I'd wanted to do, I just sent the crowd with Harry (after giving him the wrong entrance directions and keeping Nellie and Denise with me). It was hard to make those seating decisions. Do I sit with my peeps or do I sit with my husband and mom? Sigh. I wanted to squeeze all twelve of us into my normal three slots.

The show was excellent. The phantom did a great job of acting, especially when he was up on the center top in the set prop with angels. What an emotional performance! Singing was top-notch (Harry says it sounded a lot like the Broadway CD) and the show was all I had hoped for.

Afterward, we tried to call Justin but Harry couldn't get my phone figured out or Justin's number wasn't working or something but the limo was out front anyway so it didn't matter. I passed out water from the ice chest things built into the side of the limo (what cute bottles!) and we drove back home, each person getting out in the reverse of how they came in (last in, first out). I think we made it back to the house around 12:30.

Harry tipped Justin with cash and wine. He really made our evening sing, and I don't think the other limo drivers we've had (I've been in four now: marriage, Harry's dad's funeral, last time's Phantom, and this one) have done anything like it because I think I'd remember. Basically, I think they just drove.

For at least two of our group, it was their first time in a limousine and for a couple it was their first live play. Overall, the evening was again a success, and if you've never seen a crystal chandelier fall from the ceiling, I highly recommend it.

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Michelle

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I have re-read my original review of this eatery situated proudly and prominently along Rehoboth Beach's Coastal Highway, review from 2006 HERE.

That visit was also for celebration of our anniversary. I'm betting that I gave my husband choice of the many restaurants close by and in full force because of the ocean resorts. He liked Jake's Seafood after the first visit so he, of course, chose it again.

Jake's Seafood's Web Site HERE

At the 2006 visit husband had an appetizer of fried shrimp with an entrée of a New York strip steak. At the recent 2008 visit, husband had the same thing. Will surprises ever cease?

"I understand restaurants are having a tough time this year with the gas prices," husband said as we pulled into Jake's parking lot. This surprised me because so-called "local" resorts tend to do very well during a fuel shortage as the driving distance is still relatively short.

Thus folks from Baltimore, Philadelphia and Wilmington can still drive down to the Rehoboth beach and Bethany area for just maybe twenty bucks more than last year. Which is the locales of most of the Delmarva's coast's tourists at any rate.

I'm not sure if husband wasn't repeating local gossip as he is firmly immersed in a very local business. Local businessmen are notorious for griping badly about the state of local business.

As before, husband loved his perfectly fried and seasoned crispy shrimp and he ate his entire steak.

I had a cup of Jake's seafood bisque which I'd raved about in that earlier review. I was delighted to find that concoction was still as good as ever.

There were a few signs that Jake's Seafood had geared down a bit, one I favorably received and another I consider ominous.

So okay, a side salad is not included with the meal but that's no big deal. A lot of folks don't like salads so if one area could most effectively cut back it would be Jake's practice of charging a modest price for a salad.

A very good practice, new to me, is this thing Jake's calls a "demi-meal". I often make it a practice to order one or maybe two appetizers instead of a big entrée. Jake's demi-meal gives you one instead of two crab cakes. The smaller meal comes with two side dishes just like a full meal but the protein part of the meal is downsized for smaller eaters.

My side dishes turned out to be a most pleasant surprise of my meal. I had corn on the cob, which in July was the sweet stuff of dreams. My redskin mashed potatoes were the best I’ve had.

Husband had onion rings, made, oddly but not unpleasantly, with RED onions.

My husband had a full and not cheap meal.

So why no bread?

I checked Jake's web site and noted that bread is NOT indicated as part of a large entrée. Yet there were folks around me who had a basket or rolls. I wondered...maybe you have to ask for bread?

In fact my husband does like bread with his meal, such a picky eater he is but bread is all-loving and all-knowing.

Whatever the case with Jake's Seafood, I really think it's chintzy and cheap to eliminate bread with an entrée. I don't eat out all that often so maybe this is a trend of which I am unaware.

Bread is the staff of life, dammit. It doesn't have to be fancy or expensive.

A restaurant that doesn't serve a few rolls with an entrée costing around thirty bucks sets itself up as a cafeteria or a Waffle Haus.

Next year is husband and my twentieth anniversary of wedded bliss. I might again offer to treat him to a meal at a restaurant of his choice. Should he choose Jake's I will demur.

I want a restaurant that includes a few rolls with its entrees.

Or else I will get him a meal at Jake's Seafood to go. He can get his beloved fried shrimp and I can heat up a few cheap rolls in the microwave.

Pshaw.

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The Fall 2007 Gardens, a Restaurant Review-Jerry's Seafood, and Delaware's Next Governor

2007-09-24T16:27:00.000-07:00

The days are getting shorter while the mums begin their bloom. We've got a visit to the Fall gardens of 2007.

Plus some Delaware notes. Beginning with the Delaware Military Academy Scandal plus thoughts on the "Happy Harry's" Alan Levin announcement.

Finally, it's the home of the "crab bomb". A review of Lewes, Delaware's "Jerry's Seafood".

Pic of the Day

Fall 2007 Comes to the Gardens of Serendipity Shore

September has been the prettiest garden month of the growing season everywhere I have lived. Which includes only two states as of this writing but I’m just saying …

The days become shorter, the nights cooler and breezes begin to blow the fading leaves from the trees. The grass quite enjoys this weather combination and will glow brightly green before falling leaves cover the blade fellows.

The garden annuals have, by the September month, healthy roots and have grown tall. The heat of August takes a toll on them so the refreshment known as September spurs them to a new and vigorous growth. Annuals that sprout happily in the fall include marigolds, impatiens and begonias. This year even those pretty multi-colored Mexican things called portulaca too seemed to like the September sun.

Chrysthanimums, asters and decorative grasses are the plants that come into full glory in the fall. In the front porch garden I have two mums that grow so big that the branches must be staked for the weight of the many blooms.

Below a montage of pictures of the fall gardens here at Serendipity Shore. Soon the leaves will cover all that grows. Soon the days will darken before the dinner hour. Soon the winter winds will blow.

For now the melancholy that is autumn ends the growing season.

Biden and Petraeus

There was a camera around during the recent senate questioning of General Petraeus. Thus there was, too, Senator Joe Biden from Delaware.

Ole Joe grilled the good general like the warrior we all know Biden to be.

Below…just for laughs.

Nanny Minner and the Delaware Military Academy

First let me state that I don’t think I’ve ever examined anything quite so backward, convoluted and confusing as the charter school system here in Delaware. Then again I’ve never paid any attention to such as charter schools in any state.

As best as I can understand it, charter, or “private” schools existed for a long time in Delaware. Such private schools must be overseen by someone at the local and/or state level or else…well I could set up my own school in my living room here at Serendipity Shore and sell fine high school graduation certificates for the going price.

Delaware gave oversight of private schools to the local school district in which a private school was located. I must suppose that this makes sense on some level although a Christian school, for example, is not necessarily affiliated with the Indian River school district but instead is meant to appeal to a broader geographic locale than the local high school.

By taking these private schools into and under the umbrella of local school districts, the state of Delaware also achieved a few other things. All desired by the local and mighty teachers’ unions here in Delaware where teachers are not even obligated to attend the monthly parent-teachers association meetings.

Heh.

First, such a setup discourages any NEW charter schools because hey, the local yokels get to give charter schools such a fit that as is hoped, none will bother. Second, by forcing the charter schools to adhere, however loosely, to the same school rules and laws as other public schools in the district it is possible…well it’s possible to drive them out of business.

Just as the Delaware teacher’s association is trying to do with the Delaware Military Academy.

The DMA is a fine institution and here’s a fine but important point…this school does NOT charge tuition.

Again I must struggle to get my confused mind about how all this works but as I understand it, charter schools were given the same access to float a public bond as the school districts in which they were located. This does not mean that Delaware citizens in any way financed these bonds. Charter schools had to pay all principle and interest from its own funds. The only advantage of using this tax-exempt bond financing is that is helps the charter school get funds like any business needs to grow and expand, all with the benefit of lower interest while giving investors the advantage of tax-free investment.

Only Nanny Minner and some teachers’ unions’ flackies get it into their heads to thwart the DMA’s attempt to get a tax-exempt loan because…

…well hey, the Delaware Military Academy makes Delaware schools look like the losers they are. Delaware is ranked number 51 out of 50 states in terms of its students. Delaware’s education system is the absolute worst and I’ll throw out one question then I’ll shut up…

…if these mighty teachers’ unions are so great, why the hell can’t they educate the children of Delaware?

The solution is not, of course, to make the public schools better. The solution is, of course, to drive the charter schools out of business.

It’s how liberals work the system.

Now we have Alan Levin, of Happy Harry’s drugstore fame, throwing his hat in the ring for Governor for the GOP. More on this interesting tidbit later.

Below a copy of the letter sent to Nanny Minner from Alan Levin. Below that, Nanny Minner’s bullshit response.

September 12, 2007

Alan B. Levin
Chairman
Delaware State Chamber of Commerce
1201 N. Orange Street, Suite 200
Wilmington, DE 19899

Ernest J. Dianastasis
Chairman
Delaware Business Roundtable
1201 N. Orange Street, Suite 200
Wilmington, DE 19899

Dear Mr. Levin and Mr. Dianastasis:

Thank you for sharing with me your concerns regarding the Delaware Military Academy’s application for tax-exempt bond financing. Director Cherry did not follow the Council on Development Finance’s recommendation on the Delaware Military Academy’s request based on a number of policy considerations, including a longstanding state practice on capital funding and Delaware law. As you know, the law creating charter schools, enacted by the Delaware General Assembly in 1995, does not provide funding for the capital needs of charter schools. Despite proposed changes to that law in recent years, state policymakers have been clear through past actions and directives that no change to this policy should occur at this time. In fact, proposed legislation and specific proposals at the county level during the past two sessions of the General Assembly generated discussion on this particular issue and one proposal specifically pertained to “conduit” funding. The leadership in the House of Representatives went on record publicly opposing the initiative in New Castle County. Clearly, when this matter has been considered in recent years, both my Administration and the General Assembly concluded that current policy should stand.

The Council on Development Finance, in its advisory capacity to the Delaware Economic Development Office, makes recommendations to the Director, who is vested by the Delaware Code with the authority to make final decisions that come before the Council. While those recommendations hold great weight in decisions before that agency, it is incumbent upon the Director to make decisions within a broader policy context. In light of the longstanding policy outlined above and the recent discussions conducted in the legislative process regarding this specific issue, the Director’s decision is appropriate and one that allows for a vigorous discussion on this and other issues critical to our schools in January when the General Assembly reconvenes.

As always, thank you for expressing your views on this issue and I look forward to your continued involvement on this and other matters that come before the state in the months ahead.

Sincerely,

Ruth Ann Minner
Governor

Happy Harry for Governor of Delaware

Alan Levin has announced his intent to run for Governor of the state of Delaware. Levin is known far and wide for being the son of Delmarva’s famous Happy Harry’s drug stores. He took over the running of the drug chain from his ailing father. In addition, Levin served as Chief of Staff for a Delaware Senator. Thus he has political experience.

I chanced to listen to Levin’s first interview with WGMD’s Maria Evans on
WGMD, listen by clicking here.

I was impressed by Levin’s interview. He was steady, self-assured, but he was not smug or off-putting. Some of the questions asked were a bit silly. Some were spot on.

Levin didn’t waffle. And if he didn’t know an answer he so stated. Refreshing.

I could not find a picture of this candidate anywhere.

Soon enough, I suppose.

Seafood by the Canal

I am fortunate enough to live in an area of Delaware that, while in a swamp, is in the center of three very interesting areas. My zip code puts me in Georgetown, the capital of Sussex county; a few miles down nearby Route 1 and I’m in Rehoboth beach on the Atlantic ocean. A jaunt straight east brings me to Lewes, Delaware.

This town, located on Delaware bay, is famous for its ferry which takes travelers across Delaware bay to New Jersey.

Lewes is also famous for its seafood.

Indeed the town is dotted with various piers filled with boats that will, for a fee, take a vacationer out to the bay for some fishing. The Delmarva area itself is known for its crab cakes.

Jerry’s Seafood , web site here, serves something it calls a “crab bomb”.

Tel: (302) 645-6611
Fax: (302) 645-7756

108 Second Street
Lewes, DE 19958

It was a fine early September evening when visiting mother-in-law, husband and myself ventured into the heart of Lewes, Delaware (pronounced LEWIS. MIL tends to want seafood during her visit from New England to the Mid-Atlantic and I don’t blame her. Eating the food of the natives is always a good strategy.

Jerry’s Seafood is decidedly NOT for landlubbers. The beef/meat offerings on the menu are very slim. Which is a bit of a problem in that husband eats very little seafood.

For an appetizer I ordered a most unusual dish. The menu described it thus:

Roasted red & yellow beets, grilled asparagus & roasted red peppers served on grilled house made bread w/ black river bleu cheese, balsamic syrup & extra virgin olive oil

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Well goodness how often does one find BEETS on a restaurant menu? The above combo was good although I don’t know about the concept of yellow beets. The rest of this pretty appetizer was a fine teaser for the palate.

For my entrée, I got the scallops and pasta combination. The scallops were large, tender and were real scallops, NOT skate. The pasta was covered with a creamy sweet sauce punctuated with bits of crispy carrot.

MIL surprised us by ordering fried oysters. I managed to convince her to share one with me and they were luscious, juicy bits of the sea tenderly patted and fried until just crisp.

Husband couldn’t find a NY strip anywhere on the menu. He ordered the “fish and chips” combo and wow, the fish was a huge, pleasantly meaty catch, fried to a nice crispness that the name would imply. The accompanying French fries were huge Texas type of things. Husband griped that he thought the entrée would work much better with some nice big onion rings.

The atmosphere at Jerry’s Seafood is quiet, elegant but unpretentious. Best of all, on a Saturday night in September there was no long wait. At about 7 pm or so the place began to fill up but our somewhat early arrival for a resort area got us a nice table in a quiet corner.

Next time, and there WILL be a next time, I’m trying that crab bomb.

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If seeking information about Delaware politics or Delaware restaurants, look no further. Below just a few of the informative Delaware posts that can be found on this Blog.

John Atkins couldn't keep his mouth shut. This once up and coming local politician also couldn't stop drinking and driving. This detailed story of how one Delaware county's GOP got rid of he who took up all the political action and replaced him with a decent Republican has lessons that the national RNC could learn.

The Possom Point Players are a Sussex county specialty but beach faring tourists can enjoy the talent as well. Here's a review of this organization's 2006 featured Christmas presentation.

Rehoboth Beach's "Big Fish Grill" has a lot to offer in terms of seafood but ambience...not so much. Here's a review of this Delaware eatery.

Jake's "Seafood House" in Rehoboth Beach... it's kinda like a Ruby Tuesday with emphasis on fish. Here's a review on an anniversary trip to this restaurant.

Delaware needed a new slogan and asked its citizens for suggestions. Which I did. Heh. This post had them all rolling in the aisles.

It's not ALL about Rehoboth. The "Bethany Blues" restaurant is a great place with fine food. I consider one of the better restaurant reviews I've ever written.
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